"Ah, you are bisexual, that is perfect," she stated, smiling broadly, "I am Jor-lyn, researcher on this project. Thank you for agreeing to help." She ...went over to Angie, putting her arms around her, and kissing her in a most welcoming way. Angie responded without thinking about it, feeling her nipples harden and the warmth between her legs increase.Jor-lyn stood back slightly."You are most sexually receptive," she announced, "you will be perfect, and I promise you, you will enjoy it."Sul-pak. I whined, “Nobody has ever put anything back there. You’re fishing rod grip is way too large for me to take in my place where the sun never shines!!”“Shut up, you were wearing the panties and me the strap on dildo bulging, Missy you saw under the pantyhose. So, you are my bitch from now on. Do you understand and furthermore you will take it up the ass whether you like it or not!”In an attempt to escape the anal intruder I was accepting into my body, I leaned forward. The pink hard rubber rod. Get on your knees, I said...' Slowly I lowered myself to my knees, moving some twigs out of the way. Charlie stepped to me and placed his left hand on top of my head while his right hand stroked his penis. I was now on my knees starring an enormously huge penile glans a few inches from my face. Charlie pulled my head to his crotch and rubbed his penis across my clinched lips, smearing pre-cum as he did so. Charlie moaned softly as his penis passed over my lips and he held my head firm as he. We lit and distributed them throughout the different rooms in the house. Around ten o'clock, my father excused himself for bed. Still, Brenda and my mother carried on chatting and laughing. I didn't have much to add to the conversation, so I just sat and listened as my mother shared gossip about our neighbours. Brenda told us about her own life in Halifax. When she was younger, (my age, she noted), she'd been pretty wild, partying all the time, dating all kinds of guys, and having a great time..